This is going to be the last chapter.
Chase walked back inside and walked to the table, placing the box on the table.
"What's that?" Rita asked, getting up from the couch.
"Someone left it at the door." Chase replied, slowly untying the ribbon. Inside was a small bundle of black fur. It was a rabbit. Chase picked it up and looked at its whimpering face. It instantly filled him with joy. Cameron knew how to hit peoples' soft spots.
Wilson sat in his office looking at a book. He then heard the brisk sound of wood knocking on wood. House was at the door. "You're right, I shouldn't try and find out everything about everyone." Wilson looked up.
"I know I'm right," Wilson said, smirking.
"You want another hamburger for lunch?" House asked.
"You, getting me lunch, what has the world come to! No thanks, my wife packed me lunch today."
"So your going to be a good husband and eat it," replied House, staring at Wilson's book, "I better go and get down to the clinic before Cuddy skins me alive!" House headed out.
Cameron sat on her couch, smiling in herself for her brilliant rabbit idea. It did make her feel all warm and fuzzy when she made someone happy.